Oxford also taught me something else - it taught me scepticism.

Most people are too silly to be truly interested in any thing. They herd together like cattle, and do not know what is good for them.

It taught me something. It taught you your craft.

...în general cu oamenii, cel mai înțelept era să te aștepți întotdeauna la răutate, la răceala și la refuz. Când contai pe așa ceva, cel puțin nu puteai fi dezamăgit.

He likes it. The fairy-tale topography of the town. A make-believe world of walled gardens. The quietness of summer. The stone-floored lodge and the deferential porter. Yes, a make-believe world, like something imagined by a shy child.

Somewhere to hide.

Dreaming spires.

I don't want to be normal. I want to be something else.